Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

As soon as Chu Jingtian said this, Yan Fengshan's expression changed drastically.

Knowing the identity of the other party, he has already made a big concession. People make money and birds die for food, some fierce people in the Wu Tomb don't care who you are.

The strong men in their realm possessed sharp weapons and were ready to kill themselves.

I gave you face by making concessions, and you should pay back the courtesy. But Chu Jingtian was not only not humble, he even wanted to monopolize the Chiling Lake. He didn't take them seriously at all!

"Chu Jingtian, arrogant people can never live for too long. You don't seem to understand this truth!" Yan Fengshan slowly narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent flashed wildly.

"Do you want to teach me?" Chu Jingtian asked with a half-smile.

"Don't think that I'm the same as Wang Zhen and Dong Hao, I'm the master of Xuanye! And you only have a flying sword, can you kill so many of us?"

The corner of Yan Fengshan's eyes glanced at the flying sword floating in front of Chu Jingtian, and he secretly took precautions.

And the people behind him were all secretly pinching their seals, tensing their muscles, or exercising their true energy at this moment, like cheetahs ready to go, as if they would strike without hesitation in the next moment.

"If you want to die, you can come and have a try!" Chu Jingtian waved his hand, signaling to Ye Han and Lu Jianli what to do, don't waste time here.

Lu Jianli twisted his buttocks, ran directly to Chiling Lake and began to practice. Ye Han, Ye Hu, and Ye Ming were still a little apprehensive, watching Yan Fengshan cautiously while practicing, for fear that they would make a sudden move.

A trace of humiliation flashed in Yan Fengshan's eyes.

After all, he is also a famous and vicious person in the martial arts world. Anyone who sees him should respectfully call him Boss Yan. But in front of Chu Jingtian, he was deflated. This fledgling boy didn't take him seriously at all.

"Do it!"

Yan Fengshan shouted angrily, and he was the first to charge.

And the several people behind him immediately burst out with power, and massive qi and mana swept directly towards Chu Jingtian's position.

"It's done, can he resist it?"

Wang Zhen hiding in the dark,

Seeing this scene, my heart couldn't help but lifted into my throat.

He wasn't worried about others, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Fengshan. Yan Fengshan has two unique skills, the first is "Sura in the Sleeve", and the second is "Fu Er Knife", both of which are sharp weapons for killing people.

"Humph!"

Chu Jingtian stood where he was and snorted coldly.

He flicked his right finger lightly, and the flying sword suspended in front of him suddenly burst out with infinite sword energy, and then collided fiercely with everyone's attacks.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The terrifying collision tore the surrounding air apart on the spot. The surging aftermath spread out, tearing the earth into cracks several meters long!

Bark!

In that overwhelming attack, Feijian flashed out like a lone boat riding the wind and waves, piercing towards Yan Fengshan like electricity.

"Asura in the sleeve!"

Just as the flying sword was about to hit his forehead, Yan Fengshan made a sudden move. A crimson sword light shot out swiftly, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity, it bit directly at Feijian.

"Haha, good time!"

Chu Jingtian laughed loudly, clenched his right hand fiercely, and slashed downward. The flying sword took a trajectory like an electric light, roared down, and slashed towards the crimson sword light. The sword glow only supported for a moment before it was broken.

The flying sword remained undiminished, and under the sudden slash, another sword mark several meters long was cut on the ground.

"How is it possible?" Yan Fengshan's complexion changed slightly, and his figure retreated violently.

With so many of them attacking together, even a grand master of the third realm couldn't resist it. But standing there, Chu Jingtian blocked all of their attacks with a flying sword.

Several other warriors in the team stared at the sword mark, their faces pale.

Before Wang Zhen escaped, they only thought that the other party was timid. But now they know that this Chu Jingtian really has the strength to make Wang Zhen awed!

"No wonder Wang Zhen is so afraid of you. It seems that he has seen your strength. You have such strength at such an age. It is simply awe-inspiring."

The murderous intent in Yan Fengshan's eyes increased instead of diminishing.

He robbed Chiling Lake with a horizontal knife, and he was bound to be hated by the other party. If he was just an ordinary boy, Yan Fengshan would naturally not be afraid. But the opponent is not only superior in strength, but also has a terrifyingly strong background.

This is already an endless ending.

"But you must die today!"

As Yan Fengshan said, he took a step forward.

At this moment, his figure soared around, and in the eyes of everyone, it seemed to have turned into a dam to stop the torrential flood. As long as he moved slightly, there would be a tide that swept across the world.

"Something interesting!"

Chu Jingtian nodded slightly, flicked his fingers again, and the flying sword flew out.

"Chu Jingtian, I have already seen through your moves. You are only as good as this flying sword when you toss and turn. See how I break your flying sword!" Yan Fengshan slowly drew out the knife and slashed forward lightly.

Compared with the previous Shura in the sleeve, his saber was not the slightest bit brilliant, as if a saber slashed at will by someone who didn't know martial arts. But the power and influence have been turned upside down!

A shallow blade glow was cut out by him, and the flying sword slammed on the blade glow. Hearing a 'ding', it was cut open by the sword light.

"Huh?" Chu Jingtian exclaimed.

His strength is also far from before, especially after entering this martial tomb, his realm has risen rapidly, he is only one step away from the master, and a flying sword can easily kill a master of the third realm.

But the other party chopped off his flying sword with a single blow, how could he not be surprised.

"Jiang is still old and hot! Chu Jingtian shouldn't let Yan Fengshan accumulate energy!"

Wang Zhen thought to himself.

Why not two swords?

That is to say, this knife accumulates all the strength of the whole body and explodes it in an instant, reaching the power several times of ordinary attacks. But after this knife was slashed, there was no strength to slash the second time, this is the origin of this move.

The people behind Yan Fengshan also smiled. In their view, Chu Jingtian's flying sword was blown away, and there was no way to recover.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jingtian smiled lightly and said:

"It turned out to be this kind of trick. It's a pity that you haven't comprehended the essence of this trick, otherwise even I would have to lose."

This is clearly the magic trick.

The real one sword is not so simple. Slashing with a knife will not only drain all the true energy in the body in an instant, but even the energy, blood and life force will be drained.

Such a knife can kill even the fourth realm.

"And you're wrong, who said I only have one flying sword?"

Chu Jingtian flicked his fingers again:

"Jiaotu Sword! Ba Xia Sword! Suanni Sword! Gluttonous Sword! Chi Kiss Sword..."

The eight swords flitted out, gathered in front of Chu Jingtian like ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors, and even formed a straight line, blasting forward.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

The light of the sword was cut off, and it was chopped on the eight swords.

Every time it blows away a flying sword, it becomes dimmer. After blowing away the remaining eight swords, only a thin layer remained, and Chu Jingtian stood there and directly resisted with the physique of the peak dragon elephant.

"Any other tricks, just take them out!"

Chu Jingtian patted the spot hit by the sword light, and said with a smile that didn't hurt or itch.

Yan Fengshan's face darkened.

His heart sank into the abyss after the other party's nine swords came out, and now it was even easier to stop his "Fu Er Sword". Only then did he know that he had hit a hard point, and it was no wonder that Wang Zhen wanted to escape.

Not only him, but also those followers behind Yan Fengshan were dumbfounded. They thought that Yan Fengshan's slashing was a sure thing, so how could they have thought that there would be such a change?

"Escape immediately!"

Yan Fengshan has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he is no longer a young man with high blood. He knows that there is a huge difference in strength between the two sides, and the opponent is no longer someone he can compete with.

Whoosh!

With a touch of his toes, Yan Fengshan stepped on the ground and burst it, and he jumped out of the countless mud flying like an arrow that left the string.

"Wind binding!"

Chu Jingtian snorted coldly, and grabbed the sky with his right hand.

"call!"

The wind visible to the naked eye between the sky and the earth rolled in, turned into infinite silk threads and surged swiftly, directly forming a tornado. And Yan Fengshan is in the center of the tornado!

Everyone only heard a sound of '呲啦', and a piece of blood exploded in the tornado.

"Who else wants to try again?" Chu Jingtian slowly withdrew his right hand and asked lightly.

There was a dead silence in the arena.

Although Chu Jingtian only fought as a Qi refining warrior in this battle, he did not show the skills of a cultivator until the end. But this random grabbing made everyone present even have no desire to run away.

'How can there be such a monster? '

Everyone felt desolate.

One Xuanye Grandmaster, three Consummates, and seven or eight Peaks, all of whom are powerhouses of the third realm. In the end, a young man was so overwhelmed that he couldn't lift his head up.

Before, they laughed at Wang Zhen as a coward for running away, how can they laugh now?

"Take out all the things you got from the Wu Tomb, and get lost!"

Chu Jingtian glanced at the frightened crowd, and waved his hands in a dispirited manner.

He is now in a hurry to break through, and he is too lazy to attack these people. Yan Fengshan's No Two Swords can only barely resist his nine swords. These people are far inferior to Yan Fengshan in strength, so how can they be his opponents?

When everyone heard Chu Jingtian's words, no one dared to be negligent, they all left the treasures of heaven and earth that he had obtained in the Wu Tomb, and left here without looking back.

"Sure enough, there is nothing good!" Chu Jingtian glanced at the things they left behind, his face expressionless. "But they are all third-order, at least they can still be used for shooting."

"Too strong! Is this the strength of Master Chu, the Heavenly King of Beiliang? Seventeen years old!"

Wang Zhen, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't keep his mouth shut when he witnessed all this.

He may have regretted his escape before, and may have missed Chiling Lake. But now, all he has in his mind is the idea of ​​an endless aftermath.

"With this son in the Ye family, he must be able to soar into the sky, right?"

"No, the Dongsheng royal family may not sit back and watch him rise like this. It seems that the peaceful Dongsheng Dynasty will have to make waves again!"

Wang Zhen couldn't help thinking to himself.

In this battle, Chu Jingtian is afraid that he has firmly secured his position as the number one of the younger generation in the Dongsheng Dynasty, and no one can shake it anymore.

(End of this chapter) Taixu Holy Ancestor